Chapter 382

Ethan's Surprise

The airport echoed with overlapping announcements.

Vivian stood by the arrivals gate, scrolling through her phone. Her beige trench coat accentuated her slender frame.

Sophia Sherwood approached in stilettos, her gaze sweeping over Vivian.

"What a coincidence," Sophia said, tilting her chin up.

Vivian didn't look up. "Not really. I'm waiting for someone."

Sophia smirked. She'd already learned Ethan was returning today. Who else would Vivian be here for?

"Some people just can't take a hint," Sophia said pointedly. "Still clinging after a divorce."

Vivian finally met her eyes, calm. "Are you describing yourself, Miss Sherwood?"

Sophia's face tightened.

A commotion erupted at the exit. Ethan strode out, his tall frame sharply defined in a black suit.

"Mr. Roscente!" Sophia instantly brightened, stepping forward.

Ethan sidestepped her outstretched hand. "Why are you here?"

"I—" Her eyes darted. "Just seeing off a friend."

Vivian stifled a laugh.

Ethan's gaze snapped to her, pupils contracting. He closed the distance, voice low with restrained delight. "You came for me?"

Vivian shook her head. "Just passing through."

Sophia cut in, "She obviously—"

"Enough." Ethan's icy tone silenced her. "I don't recall inviting you."

Sophia paled.

Vivian checked her watch. "I have plans."

Ethan caught her wrist. "Let me drive you."

"No need." She pulled free. "Miss Sherwood came all this way for you."

Sophia stammered, "I really was just—"

"Meeting friends in arrivals?" Vivian arched a brow. "Did they travel in the cargo hold?"

Amusement flickered in Ethan's eyes.

Sophia flushed with anger. "And you? Don't pretend you—"

"I have a business meeting at the airport café." Vivian displayed a reservation on her phone. "Need to see the chat logs?"

Ethan's expression darkened.

She turned, her coat flaring in a clean arc.

Sophia seized Ethan's arm. "She's clearly—"

"Leave." He didn't glance back as he pursued Vivian.